Gracie had qualities that every man would love. She had a tight body. She loved sports. She loved cars. She even liked video games. The two were like ...wo peas in a pod in high school. When Gracie found out Fancy was going to college out of their hometown, she mustered the courage to come out to her as a lesbian. Gracie still remembers the question her best friend asked her after she came out:“So… were you checking me out the whole time?”“Maybe…” Gracie said, coyly. “I miss you too. So what’s. She could tell that he wanted to approach her, so she sat on a bench directly in front of him, she wanted him to get a good look at her lovely body. She sat with her long delicious legs crossed, giving the handsome stranger a birds eye view of her upper thigh, as her black mini skirt rode up her thighs. Fleshing a very sexy smile that told him that she was more then willing for whatever he had in mind, as he walked over and sat down beside her. . The handsome stranger said nothing for a few. He was fucking her hard when he told her "Talk dirty to me just like a whore. The dirtier you talk the harder I shall fuck you." She then started telling him "Fuck my hot cunt with that big cock. Show me how you can fuck a bitch like me. You want a whore? Well fuck me like the whore I am. Ram that cock in my wet hole. Fuck my snatch." As she talked dirty he fucked her harder and harder and sucked on her big tits. It was like having a street whore as he fucked her with her dirty mouth talking to. Nothing happened. this morning, i found out about nipples and my pee hole and all other womanly stuff from my sister. nothing happened. we then sat on the sofa for a chat and... oh no. as far as i know, we are not allowed as we are sisters. it was so wrong.... but it felt so good.... i don't know what to do.... sore and exhausted, i let sleep claim me. I wake up to the smell of bacon, which is strange as we only have it on special occasions. i get up and redress, thinking I'll ask Christie.